The blanket of sorrow lay over me.
I’m comfortable here.
As I lay my head on the pillow of dispare,
I’m comfortable here.
Wrapped in the sheets of loss.
I’m comfortable here.
My bed has been made.
Here I will rest.

I’ve never known how to
Give a little
Of anything
Be less than
The most
For if Love was
Candlelight
I’d burn down the house with it
For if sadness was
A raindrop
I’d flood cities
For if anger was
A pebble
I’d cause an avalanche
I either feel
Nothing
Or
Everything
All at once
Or
Never at all

I long for sleep
to bring me at the very least
A few hours of
Solace
Silence
A moment To
Slip out of the shackles
The shackles
That is
My mind
Yet
Like anything I seek
It does not return the need
Hunger
Despair
Forever grasping
Eyes closed
Darkness enveloped
Yet there is no solace
Yes
Silence
But the
Crippling kind
A silence that is so heavy within my mind
The weight I can not bear
I’m sick of feeling such hunger and despair

First the darkness consumes you whole.
It’s not apart of you.
It is you.
Dismal and grim.

You are living within the darkness.
The darkness isn’t living within you.
Full corruption.

But time doesn’t stop.
The world keeps spinning.
You’re forced to make your laps or get left behind and only to be remembered as the worst version of yourself.
Dishonorable.

With time that darkness then becomes a shadow.
It no longer consumes you but it will never leave your side.
Learning to coexist without total consumption.
Acceptance.

Thank you for giving me something so special, that it makes goodbye so hard.

I have been tied to the stake with your love and then... I was set on fire by it. As I’m burning the pain doesn’t feel nearly as bad as when I watched you turn around and walk away.
I’m slowly burning.
Now my ashes are all that’s left of me and I am nothing and I am no one.

I’ve cried enough tears to fill an ocean.
I’ve slept as many hours
as they are fish in the sea.
I’ve felt enough pain to cause forest fires across the nation with just a blink.
All of this because I had to let you go. I feel as if the world has fallen out of orbit, the earth is becoming lifeless without you.

I’m barely surviving.

The world has started to freeze over, I’m losing all feeling except the one I feel for you. as my body is shutting down and the world is ending your name was the last to be spoken through the cold fog on my numbingly cold lips.